It's time.

I'm leaving. This weekend will be great. I consider myself a fairly even-keel guy. Not too easily riled up, and not too often melancholy. But I've noticed a pattern recently. On Monday, I was extremely slothful and sulky. Tuesday through Thursday I was my normal self. Today, I walked around my team area in plaid shorts and totally gangster jacket with platinum tags, chipped a "almost golf" ball up and down the hallway, and tore down the wall between my cube and the next. I feel giddy and excited, and I actually can't believe I'm sitting here typing instead of.............